poetry writer's workshop final standup
like blackboards with so many scrawlings on them
could fit in my postmodern pierced eye
some many things like

like

a poster said, "no angst, we promise"
and maybe it was standing next to wilson
we two refused from this poetry workshop now reciting
but there seemed to be a decided dearth of rhythm in favour of tried precision of language

sincere veneer.

unconvincing for two or three
patience limited performance for
we bailed early with butterfly ben
for some satan, some adam.

I couldn't fully committ
took a break from that to return
tried to catch mary wiltenberg, aaron read
late and apologizing.